EPISODE 15: TIME'S FLIGHT

Hey folks. How's it been with y'all? I'm tempted to ask for forgiveness once again but then if I do, it's gonna sound like the new norm. I'm definitely tired of always asking for forgiveness for not been able to keep my word like the Fidelity Bank ad would say. "We're Fidelity, we keep our word." Now, I've got nothing against that bank but you gotta trust me, they don't keep 'all' their words. For example, what about the promises of notifying their clients when they have to make interest rate cuts on savings accounts and stuff? Now, would you blame me if I say I'm gonna update in a week and have to hang on for like three weeks? (True, it's hard to imagine it's been three weeks already!) Time sure flies. I'm dedicating this episode to three special people and in fact, the title of this episode was inspired by these trio.



Number one person is my grandmother who turned 70 on July 9. This woman remains perhaps one of the most amazing people I've ever known. Madam Margaret Ibrahim remains the world's most super mum, grand-mum and great-grand-mum. Happy birthday (in arrears) Grandma! Next on the line is me, Oluwagbemiga 'Geebee' 'Geebaba' 'Geebama' Olowosile. I would be turning 24 tomorrow, July 18. (Now you see why I just had to update.) Why not shout on blogsville that the Almighty God has spared my life yet once again to see another year added to this incredible life of mine. Thank you Baba God! Hope y'all rejoice with me. Finally, I'm also dedicating this episode to the angel of my life (one of the angels actually; perhaps the most special though), my daughter, Oluwatoyosi 'T.Y' Olowosile, who's gonna turn 2 on Monday, July 20 (She missed coming on my birthday by hair's breadth. Arrrrgh! lol). Sometimes it beats me to think that that little baby who was born in what seems like yesterday is a beautiful, bubbling, little girl who gives me tingles and makes me wanna shout 'BRRRRHRRHHHH' whenever I take a look at her. Truly, God has been faithful and I can't thank him enough. Meanwhile we're having a big party on Sunday, 19th July. It's a triple celebration and y'all are invited. There's even 'aso-ebi' so order your copy NOW! . . .

(Update: The party was banging! Check out more photos on my facebook page (There's a link on your right).

TIME'S FLIGHT. What do I actually mean by this? It's certainly a fact that the world's fastest bird is no longer the eagle or whatever. It is 'time'. With the way time flies these days, you find yourself wondering how all of a sudden, things that happened ages ago feel like they happened just minutes ago. Yesterday, you're just a little guy peeing in his pants and today you're a young man taking responsibility for one thing or the other. Yesterday, you were that little girl crying over burst balloons and today you're an old woman looking at your children, grandchildren and great grandchildren, hoping that God would give you some extra more years. He grants this and it all happens so fast that you ask him for a couple extra more and so on. Time sure does fly. Look at this year for instance. It seems like it was just yesterday that we said Happy 2009 and now in a flash, the end of the year is actually closer than the beginning. Time flies.

In a separate dimension, time flies when the things that seemed like fun suddenly feel like a much hated chore you can't wait to end. There is a time for everything and nothing lasts forever and no matter how perfect a time seems, it always has to end somehow. By December 2004, the affair with Madam L had gotten to that point. In the space of four months, I had attained the much desired height of freedom. My first night out of my father's house all now seemed so distant that I hardly remembered that I was that guy who had been so scared to spend the night out against my dad's command. Anyways, digressing a little to that night for those who were soooo interested in what happened with Chief (Uzezi, StandTall and co.), the old man did not utter a word much to my greatest surprise. In fact, that marked the beginning of my freedom. Soon, we moved house as my dad completed his house; a waterfront a good distance away, thus granting me the perfect excuse to spend more nights out with the excuse that coming home after late lectures was stressful. I spent more nights out in the pretext of crashing at my friend, Simon's place whereas I was right with Lovina in a secluded hotel. It was so much fun for a while but at a point, it began to get pretty boring. All the while, my friends, especially Simon had begun to suspect something was going on with this older woman, an assumption I denied times without number. Till date, I still insist to them that I never had an affair with Madam L even though I know they don't believe me. Rumours flew here and there in school and even the few girls I had a thing or two for began to ask weird questions. At a point, I heard one or two lecturers were asking questions about me and that was where I knew I had to draw the line. However, there seemed one big problem. Madam L was not willing to let me go and she made this point crystal clear. All of a sudden, it dawned on me that I was trapped. The semester ended and I spent the long holiday preparing to resume a second year in University while making plans to end things with this woman for good. However, deep down in me, I doubted if those plans would ever work.

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